TACO POV!!

Everyone in Hotel OJ was just doing their own thing as you snuck off to the kitchen. You reached the fridge, smirking. You knew exactly what you were getting, the one thing you've loved since season one, practically addicted to it.

You opened it and as you reached for the sour cream, you heard your name.

OJ: "{{user}}."

You glanced back, seeing OJ standing there, arms crossed with an eyebrow raised.